"That's your lookout! If you've invited him, he's very welcome as far as I'm concerned.

YOU keep the house!" "If you don't like me, I'll go away again," he said.
"Nay, nay, you needn't! Come along in! I dunno what you'll think of the supper I'd got her." It was a little dish of chip potatoes and a piece of bacon.

The table was roughly laid for one.
"You can have some more bacon," continued Mrs.Radford.

"More chips you can't have." "It's a shame to bother you," he said.
"Oh, don't you be apologetic! It doesn't DO wi' me! You treated her to the theatre, didn't you ?" There was a sarcasm in the last question.
"Well ?" laughed Paul uncomfortably.
"Well, and what's an inch of bacon! Take your coat off." The big, straight-standing woman was trying to estimate the situation.
She moved about the cupboard.

Clara took his coat.